I don't believe in happy endings; not in my writing and definitely not in true life. When I get to the end of a book and find a happy ending I immediately add a mental epilogue of my own – chocked full of anguish and disappointment (Yeah – no comments about the exciting life I lead).
It's not that I'm some kind of buzzkill. I just find beauty in tragedy…laughter in tears. How about you? Do you prefer a happy ending to your stories?